Never the Same Again


A year ago yesterday David found out he had rectal cancer. After fifty days of waiting for treatment, six weeks of chemo and radiation, an operation that left a nine inch scar, eleven weeks of dealing with an Ileostomy bag, another surgery to remove it, and now trying to find the new normal of his bodily functions, the prognosis is good.

Unfortunately the waiting persists; the dark cloud of cancer is always lurking on the horizon. It may be gone but it is definitely not forgotten.

Meanwhile David is researching better ways to make his composting efforts more efficient. He may even post his findings on his  page “David’s Journal” or he may not. Stay tuned!


  “You Can’t Kill Me MFers” – Samuel L. Jackson – A Long Kiss Goodnight